Skip to main content

I silently kiss the first light of the last day
wishing my heart were stronger
willing it to beat longer, faster, far more fierce

yearning to feel the fury of wildfire from within
to burn away sin and sanity



          fading so fast


Popular posts from this blog

  through frosted glass 

Kastelen / Castles

we hadden geen geld, geen knikkers jij & ik we speelden met zand met onze handen bouwden wij de mooiste kastelen we had no money, no marbles you & I we played with sand with our hands we built the most beautiful castles